<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:28:57.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Metanoia of J-Rey</title><subtitle type='html'>The true, unedited thoughts of an adolescent flip</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>555</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-81332261</id><published>2002-09-08T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-08T20:20:24.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, what's up?  Some words on Xanga.  Well even tho I can't get a cool background or host pics unless I get the premium plan, nor make outside links (read my review), there are private and public posts and a commenting system, which makes it better than blogger imho.  I prolly won't be posting much here anymore, except perhaps once in a while or maybe I might update my weekly approach hi-score or something like that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I however, will be regularly posting to this new address:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/TheAznFunk"&gt;The Azn Funk's Kickass Weblog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Click on it! ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-81332261?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81332261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81332261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81332261' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-81323292</id><published>2002-09-08T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-08T15:44:25.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sister is a FUCKING DUMBASS!  Man, I dunno if we got a size too small for my mom's gift, and guess what my dumbass sister does?  She freaking rips off the tag when I'm not looking!  Shiiiit ... eh whatever.  No use getting so worked up over that I guess.  I'm going to take a look at that xanga site cuz it looks like it may offer more features than blogger (ahem, sound and pics)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-81323292?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81323292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81323292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81323292' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-81315194</id><published>2002-09-08T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-08T11:16:53.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well what's up.  I'm going to change the way of grading my approaches ... I think I focus too much on the individual approach and not enough on the overall scheme of things.  Thus I'm going to make it like so: For every girl I'm attracted to and have a chance at approaching and DO approach, I give myself a +1 for that week.  For every girl I'm attracted to and have a chance at approaching and DO NOT do so, I give myself a -1 for that week.  At the end of a week I tally it up and there's my score.  A week will start on Mondays and there ya go.  Aight I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-81315194?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81315194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81315194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81315194' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-81312492</id><published>2002-09-08T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-08T09:12:59.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well what's up?  Hmmm well what's up?  I'm kinda bored right now since I set my alarm too early and now I have nothing to do.  I just surfed through my bookmarks and I happen to check out Alie's blog &amp; new picture page.  omg She's gotta have cable methinks.  the amt of pcitrues on that page would have taken me several friggin DAYS to load onto the net and she did that in one night ... yup it's gotta be cable.  And why is it that pictures make you look like a different person in every other one?  Strange ... and that one guy who dressed up like a grandma really does look like an old woman.  Now that's just &lt;i&gt;weird&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-81312492?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81312492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81312492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81312492' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-81299679</id><published>2002-09-07T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-07T23:05:37.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh shnap, oh shnap, the day has come&lt;br /&gt;time for me to pay a ton&lt;br /&gt;I've slacked off and done nada&lt;br /&gt;and now I've gotta suffer and say oh crappa&lt;br /&gt;For you see, spanish starts monday&lt;br /&gt;and it will be an oh so fun day.&lt;br /&gt;However I can change my fate&lt;br /&gt;if I work my ass off with no wait&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I must start my cram&lt;br /&gt;of all last year's spanish, yes ma'am!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I've rhymed this off my head&lt;br /&gt;I hope monday the town is not red.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-81299679?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81299679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81299679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81299679' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-81298165</id><published>2002-09-07T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-07T22:16:14.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LMAO!!!!  omg, I just watched Dog Eat Dog, and there was this question:&lt;br /&gt;"What country has the largest land mass in the Americas?"&lt;br /&gt;The contestant's answer: "Asia!"&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-81298165?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81298165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81298165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81298165' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-81261971</id><published>2002-09-06T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-06T22:18:29.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, now that I brought home my schedule, lemme check it out.  Well I have decent/eh teachers this year ... but at least I have a rockin schedule!  omg I have 4 (!) hour lunches (1 of them is an hour 20 muahahaha).  It's great ... ooooooooooh man!  I just swa that I have a MASSIVE phys ed period on C day.  An hour 20 ... dammit we only have that one gym class a week.  Boooooooooo.  Hmm well my schedule this weekend is to play ball tomorrow, buy my mom's b-day gift, and mmm, do whatever.  Actually I gotta study spanish cuz I don't want to be going afterschool to Ms. Basile again for help.  that would suck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-81261971?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81261971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81261971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81261971' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-81261715</id><published>2002-09-06T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-06T22:10:39.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup.  Well today I did rather well in pool ... going 1-1 w/ Noel &amp; going 1-3 against Matt.  Dammit when I can go 3-1 against Matt is when I've improved enough to dominate the billiards club.  Muahahaha lol&lt;br /&gt;Another thing ... I talked to another girl today ... it's so easy.  I don't know what I was so worked up about before (remember last fall, the 30/30 thing during which I utterly failed and got so nervous about).  lol It's so easy to find some lil thing they have to talk about ... or u can ask them a question or whatever.  Man ... that's two days in a row ... it's a record I think! lol&lt;br /&gt;Zeus is The Game: yo, i ate ostrich meat today i thought killing ostrachichs was illegal&lt;br /&gt;lololololololololol&lt;br /&gt;Ummm well that's about it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-81261715?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81261715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81261715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81261715' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-81213097</id><published>2002-09-05T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-05T20:52:13.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Almost forgot my comments about the whole American Idol phenomenon.  Well, I watched my first show yesterday in which they announced the winner, Kelly Clark or whatever her last name is.  The rocker girl who got booted before Justin SUCKS at singing.  HOW IN THE HELL DID SHE NOT GET BOOTED OFF SOONER!?!?!?!  She ruined the whole freaking show with her horrid voice, argh.  But omg Kelly is one hell of a singer!  I'm just in awe of her range ... I was literally watching and listening and then saying to myself, "omg is that really coming out of her mouth?" The best singer definitely won ... oh yeah, and I'd prefer her over Britney any day.  It was finally time for a talented, voluptuous big butted pop singer to emerge.  She reminds me of Christina Aguilera voice-wise, but just not as freaky.  lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-81213097?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81213097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81213097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81213097' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-81206850</id><published>2002-09-05T18:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-05T18:04:21.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup.  Well school started today.  It wasn't too bad actually, since we did nothing really today except get some lecturing from upper highs.  My advisor this year is Mrs. Birch (formerly known as Ms. Cacioppo sp?), and she's pretty cool so far.  I got a new locker, and my locker combination is 20-33-9.  lol As if I'd give my combo out to anyone.  Hmmm oh yeah, this year my advisement is pretty cool; we have AJ; the Crazy Canadian, Jake; some dudes I somewhat know yet I'm not too familiar with; Kyle; OD; Jack aka John; and myself.  Pretty cool eh?  Hey I think we might kick some ass in the intramurals woohoo.  Hmm and oh yeah I got a lil convo with a girl today ... which has brought me to the thought that I might actually be afraid of a relationship.  Uncharted waters y'know?  I'm pretty sure I had a chance to make a quick close with this girl (I'd rate her a 7.5), but I just didn't do it.  I don't know why.  I'll work on it some more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-81206850?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81206850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81206850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81206850' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-81154639</id><published>2002-09-04T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-04T16:26:35.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey!  Geez, school starts tomorrow (shudders).  Well, it's been a great summer (pause) yuuup, a great one.  (sigh)  Yep, school.  Y'know I should update the scoring system and reset my hi-score since I don't think that the thing is accurate.  I should place more rating on the number and kino and shit.  Hmm well the days i haven't blogged I played pool, blah blah, and yesterday I ate out at East Buffet w/ the crew to celebrate the great summer we had.  Good food mmm, and then we played Uno in which the losing person/team had to eat banana slices (for some reason the others don't like bananas ... strange eh?), ham, suck on lemon slices, and then we just plain bet on stuff.  It wasn't too great this time as the first time we played the game with Jell-O, cuz when we snuck out the Jell-O it became all busted cuz the napkins got stuck to em lol.  Stealing Jell-O, woohoo.  Oh and also cuz we weren't so full we were about to throw up so the stuff we ate didn't make us suffer as much lol.  And they were better tasting.  (sigh)  What a summer.  This year I believe is going to bring a lot of changes in me.  I'm going to have to start thinking about college, school will test my brain's endurance, I'll learn to drive, I might get into a relationship if I'm not so busy all the time, and some other things possibly ... It's a crazy world out there, and I'm still young and foolish even though I might think otherwise.  This is the time in life to relax w/ friends, form bonds, experience new things.  Time to broaden my horizons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-81154639?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81154639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81154639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81154639' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-81010415</id><published>2002-09-01T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-01T21:07:40.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm a few things ... I was reading alie's blog a few days ago and she said something about the italians not having an apostrophe key.  Well, the reason that is is b/c they don't abbr. words like us American people do.  Same in spanish, the only thing that gets abbr. is "de" y "el" into "del," and "a" y "el" into "al."&lt;br /&gt;Another thing: omg I kicked ass in pool today.  My position play was f'ing amazing ... but my partner was usually ross, rob's lil bro so I lost a few games.  Booo!  But still if I work on my english I shall destroy all pool players in my path baby.&lt;br /&gt;Ummm I believe that's all I gotta say ... oh yeah.  School is coming upon us soon.  This summer went by soooo fast.  However, I wouldn't change a thing I've done this summer so far ... it's been a fun one.  Soon I've gotta start getting back into my "kick some fucking ass in school" mode, as if you didn't notice from the first technical paragraph. lol It's going to be tough this year ... some things I'm thinking about right now but can't decide on:&lt;br /&gt;1.  The Damn Christian Service!  Argh, I can't decide if I want to switch to teaching CCD instead of tutoring some kids once a wk afterschool.  Cuz the thing is, the tutoring is a new thing I want to try, but CCD is rather rewarding w/ the kids and cute teachers etc.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Whether or not to try and get a girl ... I have no freaking idea if I'll have enough time to maintain a relationship ... b/c of the damn schoolwork.  If the load is just like last year except a lil more, I can certainly do it.  But if it's overload every week, I'm going to go crazy.  It all depends on the workload ...&lt;br /&gt;3.  What the hell am I going to get my mom for her birthday!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-81010415?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81010415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/81010415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81010415' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80938982</id><published>2002-08-30T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-30T20:23:37.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well well.  What's up?  Today was an aight day ... picked up my check, watched some movies, relaxed.  I watched Mission Impossible and MI2; they weren't that bad at all.  I like the theme song to them ... dee doo doo, dee doo doo, dee doo doo, dun dun!  dee doo doo, dee doo doo, dee doo doo, dun dun!  lol  good theme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80938982?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80938982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80938982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80938982' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80883812</id><published>2002-08-29T15:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-29T15:53:45.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well ... :)  I watched Analyze This, and it's aight.  Jerry Seinfeld's "I'm Telling You for the Last time" is damn funny (watched that last night at 12).  Oh and I just finished watching Gone in 60 Seconds again ... omg I can't imagine how Fast and the Furious can be better than that.  I also downloaded the song that stands for the absolute epitomy of cool: "Low Rider"  Ooooooooh yeah, listen to that song and tell me you don't feel pumped.  :)  It's such a cool song ... I can't wait til I'm a tad older and I can then get a nice car and go fast as hell on the road ... awwww yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80883812?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80883812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80883812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80883812' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80850973</id><published>2002-08-28T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-28T22:06:51.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OOOOOOOOOOOOOH MYYYYYYYY GGOOOOOOOOSH!!!!!  OMG!  OMG!  I just saw Gone in 60 Seconds ... that movie is freaking UNBELIEVABLE!  I wasn't into cars before ... but this movie has possibly changed my life.  omg I want a good fast car that can go more than 100 ... I want to experience 100+ mph before I die!  Man that shit was freaking amazing ... That's it I'm getting rich so I can do this stuff.  There was this one scene ... oh man, unbelievable!  I saw the real power of nitro ... oh man, he was going like 100, and then a helicopter came ... pour on the nitro and bam!  FREAKING AMAZING 160!  INSANE!  Aight I'm starting to babble now ... I gotta see The Fast and the Furious.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80850973?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80850973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80850973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80850973' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80802834</id><published>2002-08-27T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-27T21:42:43.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y'know, right now I'm feeling kind of guilty ... I can't go to my best female friend's sweet sixteen.  Aww boo.  I haven't hung out with her in sooooo long ... ah wellz.  All right, well besides that low point, today was a rather good day.  I got a copy of Trance Sessions w/ Louie Devito ... hot shit yo, GREAT for popping to.  The crew and I went to play pool toda too, not bad.  Well thas bout it ... tomorrow I'll play ball and perhaps catch a movie.  Aight I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80802834?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80802834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80802834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80802834' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80737965</id><published>2002-08-26T14:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-26T14:25:36.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omfg I can't wait til my sister's birthday ... then I can just plain old leave her home alone in the house and I won't have to stay home and be bored out of my FUCKING MIND like today!!!!  Argh I'm soooo fucking bored!  I should study spanish or read some book or something like that but I'm too lazy to be doing that right now ... and I'm too lazy to pop or whatever ... I should be out right now playing pool, but nooooooooooooo I gotta take care of my dumbass sister.  Shit ... well I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80737965?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80737965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80737965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80737965' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80702567</id><published>2002-08-25T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-25T18:29:39.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ouch.  Ouchie ouch.  Well I just finished studying some Span vocab and breaking.  omg I tried a flip and ouchie ouch I slammed my lower right back on the floor hard!  Damn it's sore right now.  I'm practicing flips and freezes in my mom's CARPETED room from now on lol.  However, today I finally made some true progress as a b-boy ... I've finally gotten some techs into my sixstep routine, and I'm doing well with this other move which name I forget.  Oh yeah, did I mention I d/led the song, "We are the Future," by a Korean group named H.O.T.  lol Weird name eh?  Well it's a HOT song (lol I know, corny) ... nice beat, pretty cool to pop/dance to.  Hmmm I should work on popping a bit more cuz when I just freestyle I get stuck on what I want to do since I don't have too many popping moves ... I should work on studying more popping video and imitate some of that shit in there.  Did I mention that some koreans have mad weird hair?  Extremely long bangs and/or BIG hair.  It looks ok on some people but omg on most it sucks ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80702567?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80702567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80702567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80702567' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80698852</id><published>2002-08-25T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-25T16:26:33.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg ... I've got a lil dilemma.  Hmm well for my christian service program, I've chosen to tutor for like an hour once a week afterschool at St. Mike's.  However, Ms. Virginia is asking me if I can still teach at CCD ... I might even have a female understudy, and you know what that means.  :)  lol But anyways ... I WOULD like to change my christian service to CCD, but I've commited myself already to working at St. Michael's ... and they say junior year is reeeeeally hard so I dunno.  If they didn't say that it was so hard I'd work at both ... plus it would look nice on my college app.  But if I'm going to get a girl I'm not going to have the time if I do both ... shit this is a hard decision.  It would be nice to just relax on Sunday, catching up on sleep and shit ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and today after mass I got my new shoes for school and a new earphone for my cell so i can listen to the radio again while walking around!  Yes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80698852?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80698852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80698852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80698852' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80689078</id><published>2002-08-25T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-25T10:33:41.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well what's up?  Hmm oh yeah, the Wiz is closing ... and all the CDs are 10% off the lowest marked price.  Dammit, now I have to buy the new CDs from the friggin overpriced Coconuts place.  And argh, where the hell can I buy decent electronics stuff now?  I guess I'd have to go to Best Buy or something for those kind of stuff.  Hmmm anything else?  Oh yeah, that "Days Go By" music video is HOT.  omg it is the shit yo.  Wooo!  It's made me want to start up popping again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80689078?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80689078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80689078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80689078' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80669894</id><published>2002-08-24T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-24T20:00:00.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup!  Well today was pretty good.  I played ball in the morning ... damn it was mad tiring ... and my team won the last game, so the series is now 3-1 lol.  First game we lost like 21-18.  Second game we lost like 28-26.  Then third game we lost like 26-24.  Finally last game we won by like 26-24.  Then we had to leave cuz omg we were freaking tired and it was starting to rain a bit harder so we might slip.  And today I brought out the FUNK.  omg I brought out the funk baby.  The Funk came and he scored like 5 straight and had two assists in a good comeback in the second game I think it was.  Chui carried the team in the OTs, scoring pretty much all our points in the extra periods.  Yup fun fun fun.  After that I went home, ate, took a long nap, and then cleaned the house.  I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80669894?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80669894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80669894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80669894' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80638788</id><published>2002-08-23T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-23T22:09:11.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup.  Omg today rocked ass!  Well, in the morning I woke up, cleaned the house a bit, and then went to the hip center for a blood test.  Then after that is when the great part of the day started.  I met up w/ the crew (Chui, Leo, and Rob) and we went to Times Square to play some Lazer Tag.  First we ate at KFC and ate from the tops of the bowls since we had no plates ... and played a bottle blowing game lol.  NOT in that way, you sick person!  lol Then it was time to battle in laser tag ... omg it was so much fun.  My face was glowing tho since it was all black lights and my face medicine glew lol ... pretty embarassing but I didn't care, I was there to have fun.  So the first game I got like a 1076 or something like that in the first round (I lost the scores by accident), and a 1250 or so in the second round.  Chui kicked some ass however, getting a 1690 or so in the second round.  Then the second game came time for Leo and I to summon our maaad skillies lol.  Leo pulled out a WHOPPING 11,000+ score the first round, and then I kicked some ass w/ a 7,000+ score in the second!  Crazy shit.  Oh yeah I forgot to tell ya about the codenames used on the battlefield.  When you play, u must fill out a card and then u write down your field name ... I picked mine as "Funkmaster Flip." lol Oh yeah, kickass eh!  Leo was "Flip Machine," lol, Rob was "Kaptain Kanin," (LOL, kanin means rice in tagalog), and Chui picked his as "Mr. Straw," since he kept chewing his straw since lunch.  lol Some other ones were simple ones like "Bullseye" and some other stuff I forget.  Good stuff though ... after that we had some fun walking around.  We saw a lil street show where they had this MAD buff guy who did some crazy ass shit like one handed freezes and shit like that omg.  He was freaking amazing!  Then after that we fooled around w/ stuff at Toys 'R Us and chilled at Starbucks.  omg today was pretty damn fun ... if only we were eighteen or perhaps 21 so we could raid the clubs.  oohhlala.  :)  Oh yeah and I wore my new white shirt today and it got some compliments ... once from the clerk at the hip center and from my boys. lol  Went something like this ...&lt;br /&gt;Chui: "Oh you think you're hot stuff in that shirt eh?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh, I AM hot stuff in this shirt!"  lolololol I crack myself up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80638788?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80638788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80638788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80638788' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80595493</id><published>2002-08-22T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-22T22:15:54.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well ... Chui got his new mini-disc player stolen at camp today ... tsk tsk some of those kids (or perhaps counselors?) at camp are untrustworthy.  Hmm what else?  Well I dunno nothing else I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80595493?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80595493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80595493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80595493' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80585319</id><published>2002-08-22T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-22T17:28:29.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm what do you think of this one: TheFlipFenom.  lol  Sounds decent to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80585319?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80585319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80585319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80585319' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80569323</id><published>2002-08-22T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-22T10:35:12.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol Well yesterday I got my new shirts ... woohoo, a nice white one with a lil design on it and a plain black silk one, in addition to some underwear and shit.  I also bought and watched the movie, Hoosiers yesterday and omg it IS the best sports movie like ever.  Very good dramatic setups ... it's kinda like that movie Return of the Titans.  On par with each other, those two.  Oh yeah I was reading the webpages of Erika and Irrish and OMG!!!  They are soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo depressing.  Here's something like what they say:&lt;br /&gt;Erika's page: "blah blah blah, I'm so depressed, blah blah blah, I miss some dude, blah blah blah, oh my acting is finished I'm even more depressed, blah blah blah."&lt;br /&gt;Irrish's page: "blah blah blah, I'm frickin pissed.  blah blah blah My grams is a bitch.  blah blah blah I'm freaking depressed.  blah blah blah Only in Queens do I have no distress.  LONG ISLAND SUCKS ASS!"  lol I just rhymed that myself&lt;br /&gt;lol And to think I found Erika attractive ... she's so ... how can I put it ... emotionally frail and unstable?  lol Geez ... and oooooh shit I gotta start studying but it's still summer ... but I gotta study or else I'm screwed in Sept ... aight no more SC tonight I gotta study.  Ready to rumble babe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80569323?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80569323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80569323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80569323' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80521257</id><published>2002-08-21T09:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-21T09:51:34.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, give me your opinions of those at aznbreakerjrey@yahoo.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80521257?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80521257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80521257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80521257' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80521180</id><published>2002-08-21T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-21T09:49:08.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm ... well I've been thinking of changing my handle once again.  First it was Dodawavemon, then it's now AznBreakerJRey, but now I've been figuring that those are freaking hard to remember.  I need something simple.  Here are a few of what I've been thinking of: FlyFlip120, FlyFlipJRey, TheAznSweetness, SlickFlip120, or something along that sorts.  It also helps b/c I odn't break too often nowadays, and I don't want to misrepresent y'know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80521180?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80521180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80521180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80521180' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80447445</id><published>2002-08-19T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-19T18:16:16.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well alrighty.  I just got back from going out for a lil walk, and I picked up a box of Raisin Bran and some Almond milk tea at Tap.  It's ok, I'd prefer strawberry still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80447445?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80447445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80447445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80447445' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80442014</id><published>2002-08-19T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-19T15:56:45.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know how annoying taking care of a sister is?  Geez it sucks big ass ... cuz you've gotta either stay home all the time or lug the lil brat around.  Argh.  Well anyways I ate pancakes for breakfast this morning ... mmm pancakes.  Then I played sc, ate lunch, played more sc, and here I am.  I am so bored outta my mind.  The new school yr is two weeks away ... I'm kinda screwed aren't I?  Aww shit I gotta stop playing around and get back to business ... I don't want to spend some days afterschool for spanish help again now do i?  Yeah, aight so tonight I'll study spanish, and maybe play one or two gaames of sc.  Right now I'll read my investing book and perhaps start Red Badge of Courage.  Hmm I'll see.  Argh ... so two weeks ...&lt;br /&gt;Shit lemme review my summer goals ...&lt;br /&gt;1. Get a sixpack ... which I've achieved since it's visible some of the time ...&lt;br /&gt;2. Study math and spanidh ... argh&lt;br /&gt;3. Get a girl ... progressing ... not sure I can get one in time&lt;br /&gt;4. Job ... check&lt;br /&gt;5. Relax and have fun ... double check.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80442014?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80442014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80442014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80442014' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80401663</id><published>2002-08-18T17:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-18T17:51:33.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I got plenty of bite overnight somehow ... I determined it's one of two things ... bugs in my room or chiggers that bit me yesterday when I was at Bear Mountain.  Dunno for sure but I ransacked my room searching for those damn bugs and found none ... ah wellz.  Hmmm oh yeah we went to Tangers today and I got a brand spankin new BLACK LEATHER JACKET!  Hoooooooooo yeah, I looooove leather jackets.  :) lol Hmmm I didn't get much else though since we spent only a few hours there.  Ummm I think that's about it, aight peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80401663?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80401663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80401663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80401663' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80375797</id><published>2002-08-17T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-17T22:21:43.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My throat is getting worse ... and I feel maaad tired.  Hmm before I go to bed, I want to reveal my plan: temporarily screw getting contacts, and invest the money instead.  If I keep adding to this first investment it will stack up in a couple of years.  Cool eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80375797?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80375797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80375797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80375797' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80357326</id><published>2002-08-17T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-17T09:55:03.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm well what's up?  Yesterday I went w/ my family to go swim at Bear Mountain, but it rained so instead we checked out West Point.  Pretty cool school, but hot diggity damn (nah, i don't know where that came from lol) the guys outnumber the girls like 4 to 1.  No way I'm going to that school, even though the tuition is free lol.  Hmmm what else?  Oh yeah I think I caught the strep throat or sore throat or whatever it was that Scott had ... it hurts when I swallow anything, even my friggin saliva!  Argh.  I finished weeding the garden this morning ... and I don't feel like playing basketball cuz I'm so tired and when I'd want to drink something my damn throat would hurt.  Boooooooooo!  Well aight I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80357326?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80357326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80357326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80357326' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80293597</id><published>2002-08-15T18:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-15T18:23:57.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(sigh)  Well ... my summer job is done.  It's my frist real job and it was a very satisfying experience.  Today was kinda sad for me ... the end was a bittersweet moment, because of course I'm done working so I can rest up and enjoy the rest of my summer but I'm sad b/c I'll miss all my kids and the other kids I've met, and the counselors and all the fun things we've done.  (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm well besides that I felt pretty laid back today, and I actually initiated conversation w/ Vanessa and Erika (sp?).  Good stuff ... and today in NBA Jam at the arcades James and I tore it up.  We won like 5 or 6 games and would've won the last one but then we had to go.  (sigh)  Oh yeah and the fat kid didn't smell today so everything was all good.  Aight i'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80293597?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80293597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80293597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80293597' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80256838</id><published>2002-08-14T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-14T22:22:36.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah I forgot some things ... in one game it got messed up so we decided to all ally but this one dude didn't so we all said, "KILL RED!  HE'S NOT ALLYING!"  So we killed him.  Then the game didn't end so we said, "Who the hell isn't allying?"  We figured out it was blue and we said, "KILL BLUE!  HE'S NOT ALLYING!" And so we killed him.  lol Oh yeah some funny quotes from yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene One&lt;br /&gt;(Ricardo hits Vanessa in the ass w/ a basketball.  She gives him a dirty look)&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa: You're lucky that didn't hurt (as she goes into the bus)&lt;br /&gt;Me: It didn't hurt cuz you've got so much meat back there ... (everyone cracks up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene Two&lt;br /&gt;(About five minutes later)&lt;br /&gt;O'Neill: Cindy, spread your legs!  (She spreads em) lololol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80256838?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80256838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80256838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80256838' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80256643</id><published>2002-08-14T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-14T22:17:33.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today was quite a day ... aight so we got another kid ... lol and he's friggin damn friggin OBESE, and what's worse ... HE SMELLS LIKE ROTTEN FISH!  Aww crap he better take a bath tonight cuz his smell is damn disgusting.  Aight besides that, everything went well today ... well except for the fact that on the way home from the pool two kids on our bus pretty much simultaneously threw up.  Whoopee lol.  And tonight in SC omg Chui might be better than Leo, not sure, but he's definitely not a good partner to back you up.  Argh! However, it's partly my fault that he didn't help since he didn't see in the last game ... lol.  but in the first game we shoulda won if he had helped dammit.  Ah wellz, next time I'll ask for help early so he can actually help for sure.  Tomorrow's my last day of camp work ... it's kinda sad tho ... I'll miss the kids and the other counselors and the different things we do each day.  I'll miss Sabrina, Scotty boy, Janelle, most of my boys in my group even though they are sometimes REALLY annoying, and even the mini-monster David.  What I WON'T miss is the damn fakeass taco shit they serve at lunch like once every week.  bleh lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80256643?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80256643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80256643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80256643' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80213167</id><published>2002-08-13T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-13T22:46:01.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup ... today was quite something.  We had ten kids again ... and damn yo near the end of the day we played a bit ball and after taking our eyes off our kids for like 5 minutes we hear the f'ing fire alarm go off.  Guess who it was?  My kid, eric.  What a fucking idiot.  Good thing Chui is buddy buddy w/ our boss or else we would've been in a bit deeper shit.  And dammit I can't f'ing win w/ terran.  I'm out ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80213167?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80213167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80213167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80213167' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80164674</id><published>2002-08-12T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-12T21:58:11.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah one more thing ... in the batting cage today I finally got some really good swings in ... woohoo!  Ooooh shit I was about to go to bed cuz i thought it was 11 but it's only 10!  lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80164674?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80164674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80164674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80164674' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80164321</id><published>2002-08-12T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-12T21:48:50.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAAAAAAAAMN!  I had this game won if only I had a lil more support and if I had remembered to continuously build men!  Damn!  I was kickin some ass w/ terran until our main attack force got biatch slapped and we were all defensive from then on.  Damn man ... tomorrow I'mma kick some ass ... muahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80164321?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80164321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80164321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80164321' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80160275</id><published>2002-08-12T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-12T19:54:54.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a pretty good day, except for the fact that we had TEN (!!!) kids in today!  Angel stacked four extra kids into our group today ... crazy summamabitch!  lol Well anyways the new kids are pretty cool ... and I got Chantel's e-mail today.  I'm really aiming for Jasmine though cuz I'm not attracted to Chantel.  Umm oh yeah, did I mention I'm home alone for the next three days?  Yuuuuup.  My family left on their trip yesterday and they get back on thurs.  Yuuup.  Damn.  If only I had a girl I'd invite her over ... :) lol.  Aighties I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80160275?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80160275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80160275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80160275' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80116516</id><published>2002-08-11T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-11T21:04:54.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup!  Today was a great day!  Hmm in the morning I just chilled and then I went too early to the meeting place so I talked to this girl.  Lemme rate:&lt;br /&gt;Chick’s Name:Liz, a cute azn chick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before You Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact:4.5; I made pretty good eye contact numerous times before the approach since she was handing out flyers for this Jimmy Meng dude while I was sitting there drinking my Orangeade. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact:3.5; Pretty avg eye contact&lt;br /&gt;Clarity &amp; Posture:3.0 Avg again&lt;br /&gt;Kino:3.0 Avg, handshake at end&lt;br /&gt;Humor:5.0; OMG It's the first time I used humor, effectively at that!  Woohoo&lt;br /&gt;Closing:0.0 Eh didn't ask for the digits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total:19.0; Oh yeah I'm getting more consistent baby!&lt;br /&gt;I learned it's quite a bit easier if you don't think of you fucking each other like wild monkeys in bed before you even approach her.  That sort of shit cykes you out too much and then it's nerve-wracking to approach.  Tip for the dudes who read this:&lt;br /&gt;If you have time before you approach, make up a conversation in your head.  Think of possible responses to your approach and then some good (note: witty/funny/cocky) responses back to her.  This is the first time I came prepared to do something and it worked out quite well.  I first asked her age cuz I was wondering why she was into politics at such an early age (I said, "Excuse me, how old are you?") and the bitch shield was up full force.  She replied, "I'm working."  I asked her again nicely and then she said the typical bitch shield response, "Why do you wanna know?" So then, being the fake boy scout that I am, I came prepared with the witty reply about you look so young and you're already into politics shizzle.  lol Not the greatest comeback but it brought the bitch shield down.  She was pretty nice after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that stuff, my boys and I went to play mini golf.  Omg I suck at it (at least Chui sucks worse! lol).  Par was 38 and I got like a 63!  lol It was mad hilarious cuz Chui kept doing stupid stuff when trying to get the ball outta the water like slipping and doing a split! lol Afterwards we went to play pool (aka gamble) again and this time Chui and I won 800 cents!  Woooooo!  Eight hundred baby!  Getting the big bucks now, yeeeah!  I'm outties peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80116516?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80116516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80116516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80116516' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80096540</id><published>2002-08-11T07:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-11T07:52:56.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well last night was fun, but tiring.  I played pool til like 10:15 then got home about 11 and slept at like 11:15.  But guess what my dad does?  He wakes me up to pack the van up (EEEEEEEEEEVIL! lol).  I mean, throw me a frickin bone here!  lol So now I'm wide awake and can't sleep again so whatever.  And my body is aching like a mofo, especially the upper arm region, the shoulders, and my calves!!!  My calves are killin me.  Aighties I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80096540?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80096540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80096540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80096540' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80072828</id><published>2002-08-10T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-10T14:52:14.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup sup.  Well today has been pretty damn good so far ... woke up in the morning and drank some coffee.  Even though I don't like the thought of drinking coffee every day, it really woke me up and started my day off well unlike yesterday when I got 10 hrs+ of sleep and still felt sluggish.  The games were pretty good ... first game was ok ... second game we kicked ass and thrid game we ran out of steam in our final run.  Tonight I'll be going to play pool with my boys and this time let's see if I'll have some girls to challenge.  :)  iight I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80072828?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80072828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80072828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80072828' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80053442</id><published>2002-08-09T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-09T23:24:55.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today was pretty good once again.  I saw Goldmember, which was pretty funny but some parts were overkill or just plain corny.  Oh yeah, about the Dance Mix NYC Vol. 2, omg today I found the sleeper song (you know, the one that you haven't ever heard of by name but just plain old kicks some killer ass?): Hard to Say I'm Sorry by Aquagen.  omg this song is too kickass ... it's got some bytes from this old song, but omg the beat behind it is great for breaking.  Obviously, I found this out b/c today I finally broke oncea again.  Woohoo ... I'm getting closer to doing mills, but it'll prolly take a while.  Oh yeah, I found this great family-run Italian Ices place ... omg the ices there are mad nice.  Mmmm, I tried pina colada today and oh shit there were even lil pieces of pineapple in there.  Yum!  I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80053442?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80053442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80053442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80053442' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-80008654</id><published>2002-08-08T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-08T22:40:06.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aight today was aight ... Hmmm well the boys were overall good and Justin's mom said today was his last day b/c of what happened yesterday.  blah blah  oh yeah I got the new Riddler CD ... Dance Mix NYC Vol 2.  It's definitely not as good as the first, but there are some pretty good songs on there.  blah blah well once again I didn't study my spanish ... it's too damn boring.  SC tonight was aight ... I got destroyed in game one, got destroyed in game two ... but in game two I survived this time due to the support of my partners ... and then in the end I recovered and blew those bitches away like whoa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-80008654?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80008654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/80008654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80008654' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79953569</id><published>2002-08-07T17:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-07T17:39:36.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today was a pretty good day considering some things, and a pretty shitty day concerning other aspects.  The kids behavior ... both good and bad.  Most of the kids were good except at the end of the day Justin started grabbing other boys' nuts.  Bad!  But a good part about today was that I saw those girls I met on the bus the other day ... ooh shit I forgot all their names!  lol So they quizzed me on their names again and I got them all wrong (slick eh? lol).  Now I know their names though ...Jasmine, Crystal, and Shantel.  Shantel asked me for my e-mail, I gave it, and next time I'll get theirs.  Well anyways I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79953569?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79953569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79953569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79953569' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79918781</id><published>2002-08-06T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-06T22:53:47.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a pretty damn good day, except for the working part.  But overall it was good.  After work i played pool w/ Chui and I was on today, mostly thanks to the drill I was doing yesterday (a lot of my made shots were similar).  After that I went to Tap to get my new fave flave and then went home, ate dinner, played some sc.  Oh shoot you shoulda seen the game ... it was originally 3v3 then it became 3on1 and so i felt sorry for the dude and decided to pair up w/ him.  It was me and the dude vs Chui and Rob.  I forgot to turn ac on once again (doh!) and they thus knew about our plans.  So in the end Chui instead rushed me and I resisted enough to survive.  Then the other guy left and it was 2on1.  Oooh shit I kicked some ass for like the first half hour into the game ... my one mistake was my fatal mistake ... I didn't see that Chui had another base ... and he got his men together and they finally owned me in the end.  Gg overall but I kicked so much ass (got into the 400,000s in the score).  Awwwwww jhea!  lol I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79918781?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79918781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79918781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79918781' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79872295</id><published>2002-08-05T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-05T22:47:32.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup.  blah blah My day was aight.  After the day was done I practiced my pool skills but damn I sucked at the drill that I was attempting.  Mad hard shit yo.  Tomorrow I'll try again ... and strawberry milk tea is my new fav flave at Tap.  Hmm, and oh yeah.  I've realized that I've been doing the same shit over and over when macking so I gotta try some different things out ... cuz doing the same things that don't work ain't getting me anywhere.  One more thing ... Leonard is mad good at SC ... prolly the best of the three bros since he's good at handling his HTs for PSs and is very efficient.  I'll work on my skills a bit more ... and dammit I gotta start reviewing soon for school again ... argh.  Outties 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79872295?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79872295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79872295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79872295' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79822973</id><published>2002-08-04T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-04T20:38:34.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup.  It was a rather good day overall ... I went to Coney Island and damn it was friggin fun.  Expensive, but fun.  The best ride was the log flume once again cuz even though we didn't get wet too much from the drop we started splashing each other like crazy at the end lol.  We also went on the El Dorado bumper cars ... Chui kept on going out of control, Nestor didn't even know how to drive, and when the two of them were stuck in a certain spot I got yelled at by the helper guy cuz I crashed full speed into them (on purpose of course) lol.  The rollercoaster was pretty cool ... got a lil whiplash tho ... and the suckiest ride of the day goes to the damn haunted house shit.  Oh yeah one more thing ... I got a pitiful or something like that on the arm wrestling test your strength guy on Superman mode ... Leonard got the same thing as me and Chui was just able to barely draw lol.  I proposed on all of us trying to beat it all at once but nobody had any quarters left ... aight I'm out to play some sc peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79822973?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79822973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79822973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79822973' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79791104</id><published>2002-08-03T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-03T22:18:57.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh and oh man I need to get an azn posse going ... we got the guys so now we need the girls ... I need to go azn posse macking.  I don't have many female friends (due to 1. I prefer the company of my boys when chillin instead of girls, 2. Girls are so damn annoying sometimes, 3. I'm usually too busy w/ school to worry bout that) so now I think I'll try to get some female friends going cuz once in a while I'd like to chill w/ a girl ... my best female friend lives in LI so what does that say?  lol&lt;br /&gt;Okay so here's the plan ... if I meet a girl on the street but I'm not too great with her I'll just invite her to chill w/ the gang instead ... and then she can bring some friends ... omg this can be so easy ... all I gotta do is call up Joana one day and ask her to come chill w/ us and bring a few friends along.  omg that's easy ... lol.  Aight so lemme see what my goals were this summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get a sixpack -  don't know if I'll be getting that any time soon ... it's toned but not sixpackish&lt;br /&gt;2. Get an azn posse - In development, check back in a week or two&lt;br /&gt;3. Work - Doing so&lt;br /&gt;4. Get a girl - Finding one still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight so let's see here ... 1 outta 4 is pretty bad ... perhaps by the end of summer I'll have 3 outta 4.  :)  Aight so here's my goal right now ... talk to a girl a day ... doesn't matter if it's the same girl whatever ... talk to a girl in person once a day ... it's fine if it's a thirty sec convo but as long as I talk to the girl ... that was the 30/30 but I never had the balls to finish it.  This is the plan ... do this for two weeks straight to develop talking to girls easily and bang here we go.  Aight I'm starting tomorrow.  I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79791104?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79791104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79791104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79791104' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79790772</id><published>2002-08-03T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-03T22:08:22.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm since I'm mad bored right now and not sleepy at all I think I'll describe to you the magnificent cue stick known as "The Power."  Aight, so it's a nice blue color ... and the shaft is MAD smooth ... oooowee!  The brand name is Excalibur ... and man it plays like a beauty!  It's so smooth that I have been forced to revert to my soft touch style to do well in games ... but damn it's really nice.  :)  I gotta share it w/ Chui though.  During the summer Chui gets to hold on to it and if I want to use it I'll just call him up the day before ... and then during the school year I get to hold on to it but he gets to use it if he wants too ... (except Thursdays and Fridays cuz I usually play pool on those days).  Damn "The Power" is too nice ... I'm just learning to harness it lol.  I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79790772?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79790772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79790772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79790772' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79790464</id><published>2002-08-03T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-03T21:58:29.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeah one more thing ... I can make it tomorrow woohoo.  Coney Island here I come ... umm ... oh yeah I suckass at SC now ... my gosh even Nestor is better than me (which is VERY sad) lol.  Umm ... oh yeah so first game Chui cannon rushed me so there's no way to stop that and i ended up dying like whoa.  lol I like that expression "like whoa." lol Damn my left ball is still hurting from that shot I took today when i was playing ball ... ouchies.  Anyways the second game Rob kept bothering me trying to cannon me in but I'm not going to fall for that a second game in a row (that and i had some obs up lol) and then eventually Nestor destroyed me ass w/ his mass carriers.  I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79790464?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79790464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79790464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79790464' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79787512</id><published>2002-08-03T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-03T19:54:44.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooo ... today was maaad tiring.  I played ball in the morning for a couple of hours, ate lunch, got a new cue stick w/ Chui, played pool, and then went to mass.  Pool today was mad nice ... once again we gambled for a couple of cents ... and we were doing rather well with our new stick (which we have dubbed "The Power" lol).  However, when we raised the stakes to a quarter per ball on the table ... oh man we went down to oweing them 1.50.  However, the last game was double or nothing and we finished them off well ... woohoo.  I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79787512?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79787512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79787512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79787512' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79744218</id><published>2002-08-02T14:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-02T14:48:40.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O yeah, and another thing ... I might not be able to make it on Sunday!!!!!!!!!!!  ARGH ... cuz some family stuff came up ... a party for my aunt ... but hopefully it's dinner instead of lunch or else I can't make it ... double ARGH! lol Aight I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79744218?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79744218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79744218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79744218' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79743809</id><published>2002-08-02T14:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-02T14:37:01.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I said I beat FFVIII ... I did, but I didn't see the ending.  Aight, so I think it was Sunday or Monday night I was about to beat it the first time and there was a power outage ... then I beat it twice on Wednesday but at a certain spot at the end sequence the game froze ... so then finally I got the real CD (not the burned copy) and saw the full ending today ... very good game!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79743809?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79743809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79743809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79743809' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79714499</id><published>2002-08-01T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-01T22:12:19.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aight so what’s up?  I’m writing this from offline so I dunno when was the last time I wrote a blog ... I beat FFVIII so that’s a relief ... now I can concentrate more on macking and shit.  Today was mad funny ... Chui told me that Angel (our mid-boss at work) was talking to him, and what the convo consisted of was of all the different types of women Angel has fucked LOL!  He said he fucked all types of hispanics, blacks, Jews, Europeans, christians, and everything else... all except for an asian women.  He said that he’s never seen an asian pussy so that’s his dream ... to do a Korean girl lol.  Mad funny ... on the bus to the pool one of the girl counselors was still whining about her breakup w/ Saoul and saying how the bitch he’s dating is a chicken head.  Lol She was saying why he left her for that girl when she knew muuuuuuch more sexual stuff than her lol.  Mad funny ... oh yeah about the outing on Sunday ... I called up Joana tonight and it was pretty funny:&lt;br /&gt;Answering Machine: blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey Joana, this is John ... blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Hello, who’s this?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey, it’s John (I thought it was Joana)&lt;br /&gt;Mom: John who?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ... John Reyes .... from St. Michael School&lt;br /&gt;Mom: You’re looking for Eric?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, I’m looking for Joana (I know by now it’s her mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say sup yadda yadda, I tell her about Sunday&lt;br /&gt;In the background I hear&lt;br /&gt;(Mom: Oooooooooh!  You’re going alone?)&lt;br /&gt;Joana: Nooooooo!  We’re going in a GROUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOLOL  Sadly, she’s not able to make it due to taking care of sister shtuff ... she sounded sad ... ah wellz we need more people to go.  I’m out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79714499?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79714499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79714499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79714499' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79616236</id><published>2002-07-30T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-30T19:44:56.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah  ... one of the other girls I think was named Shantay(sp?) or aaww damn I forgot again! lol Told you I'm bad w/ names&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79616236?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79616236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79616236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79616236' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79616113</id><published>2002-07-30T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-30T19:41:19.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey yo, one mo thing ... Chui and I were thinking of going to Coney Island so here's the list of who we're inviting: Sanchez, Chui and I, Leo, Rob, Eben, two of Chui's boys, Erika and the gang, and I'm thinking of inviting Alie since I haven't seen her in like 3 years(?) lol.  Aight i'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79616113?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79616113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79616113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79616113' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79615938</id><published>2002-07-30T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-30T19:35:03.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aight, some things I forgot from my last update ... Friday I went to Dorney Park ... muy interesante.  There were tons of cuties there and I finally was able to ride a couple of roller coasters for the first time in a few years.  I was so coaster starved that I rode the Steel Force three times in addition to I think 3 other ones.  Hmmm, Sunday I wen to play pool with Rob, Chui, and Leo.  Didn't get to ask Sanchez cuz she didn't go online.  We bet a couple of cents per ball per win, and Chui and I (we played teams) netted a grand total of one quarter!!!  YEEHAW!  lol  Afterwards we checked out the pool sticks at Modell's and omg there is one stick there that is perfect!  Chui and I made out a deal to split the cost and it would be all good.  Hmm yesterday nothing much happened I think ... but today after work it was all good.  :)  The cheese bus left Chui and I so we ended up taking the Q17 home ... bad right?  Nah ... so what happened was that I went to the back and this guy was sitting next to this chubby girl my age ... he was around 35 and she was about 17 my guess ... so guess what happens?  HE TRIES TO HIT ON HER AND HER FRIENDS!!!!!  LOL The guy said shit like: "Hey, are you from Puerto Rico?" while stroking the arm of the girl next to him.  He even started to brag to him how good he is with women b/c he said hi to this girl sitting next to him and she said hi back (with a weird expression on her face tho lol).  So after he got totally rejected I came in and joked with em ... but hot damn I'm bad with names ... I know one of them was named Jasmine ... omg I should rate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick’s Name:Jasmine, two girls whose names I forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before You Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact: 5.0 Mad nice eye contact with Jasmine and one of the other girls before I started talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact: 4.5 Kept decent eye contact throughout&lt;br /&gt;Clarity &amp; Posture: 4.5 Did well with this, even said that I looked older than 16&lt;br /&gt;Kino: 3.0 The usual handshake kino, while introducing names and saying bye&lt;br /&gt;Humor: 3.5 We joked about the freaky dude and joked about how the other girl was so young and she was engaged to get married in Sept.  "Where's the ring?" "Oh it's in a box haha"&lt;br /&gt;Closing: 0.5 Quick goodbye ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 21.0/36.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAWWWWWW JHEEEA!!!!  lol  I'm breaking records left and right ... :)  Anyways, that Jasmine girl OMG ... she has the biggest titties I've seen on a 15 yr old girl ... ooooooooowee!  lol  Definitely doesn't look 15 ... aight I'm out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79615938?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79615938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79615938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79615938' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79492711</id><published>2002-07-27T21:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-27T21:18:35.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm oh yeah one more thing ... the thing I'm getting with my next paycheck is going to be a pair of contact lenses ... muy bien!  That way I can mack w/o glasses in the way of pure eye contact ... :).  Oh one thing I forgot is that I got new eyeglasses on Wednesday.  They're flexon so they can beeeeeeeeeeeeeeend!  Woohoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79492711?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79492711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79492711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79492711' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79492297</id><published>2002-07-27T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-27T21:02:16.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well what's up?  When was the last time I blogged?  Lemme check ... Monday!?  Oh man ... aight lemme give a lil update on the past wk.  Aight, so blah blah blah ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we saw the greatest thing ever ... live b-boys in action!!!!!  Oooooh yeah!  There was this one b-boy who did this mad ill air freeze.  Lemme decribe a bit: balancing on one hand, he holds one foot with his other ... then he puts his other leg through the hole that is formed from his arm and leg ... I yelled out "OOOOH NOOOOOOO!!!!"  Mad crazy shit.  That same guy also did mad crazy spinning jackhammers (bouncing on one hand with the elbow in the stomach while spinning around).  Fucking crazy shit.  Then there was this other dude that had mad nice popping and waving and ish ... ooooooweee!  Great show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed afternoon the kids were acting up so I started getting pissed off with them ... both Wed and Thursday our bus got so rowdy that we had to sit out from swimming ... then on Friday I finally beat that piece of crap thing in FF VIII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to see the Mets game and oowee it was loooong.  First off, we (Eben and I) had very decent seats ... loge level which is the second level ... and we were right beside the bullpen so we could see the pitchers and yell at them and ish.  However, the Mets lost 2-1 to the Reds in 11 innings ... boooooooo!  Ah wellz had fun ... oh yeah!  Afterwards we macked a bit and here's the scores (will I finally beat the all-time approach hi-score?)  Let's check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approach #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick’s Name:Taro (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before You Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact:0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact:3.7&lt;br /&gt;Clarity &amp; Posture:5.0&lt;br /&gt;Kino:3.4&lt;br /&gt;Humor:1.3&lt;br /&gt;Closing:1.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total:14.6!!!  Ooooh jhea!  lol I dunno how to spell what I say but that's how I pronounce it sometimes ... anyways ... I beat my hi-score!  Details ... when I approached I startled the poor thing ... we laughed a lil but she didn't want to give the number so bye.  Simple yet decent approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approach #2&lt;br /&gt;Chick’s Name:Dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before You Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact:0.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact:1.5&lt;br /&gt;Clarity &amp; Posture:3.5&lt;br /&gt;Kino:0.2&lt;br /&gt;Humor:0.0&lt;br /&gt;Closing:0.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total:Aight so this was a totally bad approach ... actually it wasn't bad because of me but rather because the female in question was rather stuck up so the hell with her.  At least Taro spoke to me like a human ... sometimes I wanna be treated like a human too ... lololol.  So anyway, yeah she didn't want to tell me her name so buh bye baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go two approaches today ... tomorrow I dunno what I'm going to do ... it's either play pool if I can get someone else to go with me or watch a movie with my free movie ticket pass ... I'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79492297?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79492297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79492297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79492297' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79271876</id><published>2002-07-22T17:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-22T17:11:15.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah one more thing ... I'm going to learn how to do the harlem shake!  I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79271876?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79271876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79271876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79271876' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79271829</id><published>2002-07-22T17:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-22T17:10:14.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup ... well I'm at Chui's joint right now typing this stuff up ... today was freaking damn crazy!  Aight, first of all there were three fights started in my group and somehow all of the encounters had the same kid, Diashan (sp?).  He's been acting up a bit lately ... but overall a nice kid.  Aight so then on the busride to and from the pool was crazy dammit.  There was this 9 yr old girl sitting next to me named Sabrina and omg she was the freaking biggest devil on the planet.  She freaking pinched me, hit me, tickled me, touched my hair, pulled my hair, and on the bus ride home she was freaking worse (if that was possible) ... she started to try and bite me and she hit me with her brush, and she even started licking my arm when I tried to make her stop.  Eventually I had enough so I switched with one of my kids lol.  I couldn't hit a girl now could I?  So I just switched ... but OOOOOOOH, if I could ... muahahahaha.  lol Oh but the morning was maaaad cool  ... we played a lil football and then had the DJ play some shit for us.  Oh hellz yeah!  I broke very lil to give the kids in the back some entertainment, there was a freeze dance contest, and oooooh shit there was shaking battles!  HELL YEAH!  Some of these kids can do the shake maaaad nice ... ooooowee!  lol Aight so after work Chui and I got our haircuts and then we saw two girls we worked with across the street ... Chui for some reason suddenly wanted to go get ice cream so we ended up talking to them, getting their names (Heidi and OD) lemme rate that approach.&lt;br /&gt;Chick’s Name: Heidi &amp; OD (her name was too freaking hard to understand ... she said it three times and I still didn't know what it was) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before You Approach &lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact:2.0 Got a lil before saying hi on the line &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Approach &lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact:2.0 Had some eye contact &lt;br /&gt;Clarity &amp; Posture:2.8 Didn't do great cuz I couldn't get their damn names &lt;br /&gt;Kino:0.0 None, booooooooooo! &lt;br /&gt;Humor:0.0 None, double booooooooo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Closing:0.0 Very bad closing but at least I'll see them again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total:6.8 Not bad at all ... I'm improving... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79271829?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79271829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79271829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79271829' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79231329</id><published>2002-07-21T18:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-21T18:38:30.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wassup?  Aight so yesterday I played ball in the morning and then bought my new fresh fly white kicks in the afternoon.  Very nice.  Oh yeah and I sprained my left ring finger at the knuckle...damn.  Today I woke up, went to mass, ate, walked around and did one approach to get back into the swing of macking.  Uhoh, will my hi-score be challenged?&lt;br /&gt;Chick’s Name:Dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before You Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact:0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact:2.0 Had some eye contact&lt;br /&gt;Clarity &amp; Posture:3.2 Spoke clearly, stood up straight, messed up in one part.&lt;br /&gt;Kino:0.2 Barely touched her arm when saying farewells&lt;br /&gt;Humor:0.0 None&lt;br /&gt;Closing:0.0 UUUUGLY!  Bad closing but it's my first in like several months I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total:5.4!!!  Aww hell yeah!  lol Aight, if I can get half of my best score on my first approach in like a billion years, then I can definitely beat my score sometime really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went home and watched Spy Games.  That movie sucks bigtime ass!!!  It is pretty damn boring ... the whole premise of the movie is negotiations and shit like that ... blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79231329?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79231329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79231329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79231329' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79167442</id><published>2002-07-19T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-19T18:18:00.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup ... well I just finished my first b-boy workout for the first time in a looooong while.  I think I've grown stronger cuz turtles have become a bit easier but those damn windmills are harder than ever.  After my workout I was sweating like freaking crazy ... my jeans were soaked in sweat, my shirt was soaked, and even my boxers were soaked lol.  My left forearm hurts right now and I don't know why ... I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79167442?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79167442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79167442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79167442' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79159411</id><published>2002-07-19T14:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-19T14:36:09.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup ... well today I picked up my check ... roughly 85 bucks in my pocket!  Woohoo ... too bad I didn't work that Friday or I woulda had 115 bucks.  Ah wellz, that's the check for only the first week ... two wks from now we get the check for the second and third weeks.  Excelente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79159411?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79159411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79159411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79159411' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79132905</id><published>2002-07-18T23:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-18T23:19:55.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah and one more thing ... Zerg kick ass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79132905?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79132905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79132905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79132905' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79132892</id><published>2002-07-18T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-18T23:19:27.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!  I just checked out the results of the Baseball All Star game (I know it was like two weeks ago, so what?), and omg!  That stupidass Bob Brenly ended the freaking midsummer classic in a freaking TIE!?  What an idiot!  Maad dumb ... I don't care ... if the last two pitchers had to pitch until their freaking arms fell out ... that would've been a great game ... I mean, imagine how high the scores could've been?  The last pitchers throw wild pitches all over the place, running the scores up into the hihg twenties with truly no hope of calling in another pitcher to salvage the situation.  lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79132892?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79132892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79132892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79132892' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79126092</id><published>2002-07-18T19:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-18T19:49:25.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok hoy fue un dia bueno ... tuvimos seis chicos en el grupo pero ellos (insert conjugated verb for "behaved" lol).  Tomorrow I get my first paycheck ... yes!  Hmm ... some stuff from today: Chui and I were playing ChoiDaiDi (sp?) on the bus today and in one game we were triumphantly exclaiming to each other "Oh yeaaah!!??  I have  amore powerful straight!"  It turned out what we were putting down were flushes lol.  After work the Chua bros and I played nba2k2, and in one game :Leo and Nestor started yelling, "Woo!  Woo!"  It was soooooooooooooo funny that I started laughing reeally hard.  So hard in fact, that I fell on the floor and started to have trouble breathing ... LOL!  That shit was funny ... after that we finsihed up the game, I went home, and here I am.  1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79126092?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79126092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79126092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79126092' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79085698</id><published>2002-07-17T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-17T20:29:24.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup.  Today was a pretty good day again ... but the "rock n' roll" show today sucked bigtime ass!  I tried my bangs down look, which worked out well, especially since I didn't have to fix it after pool.  Good stuff.  Hmm ... after work I ate some halo halo which was pretty damn good ... mmm coconut gel and jackfruit are very flavorous ... yum.  And the best thing is that it's probably not a lot of calories cuz all halo halo is is shaved ice, jackfruit, some melon shavings, sago balls (these gelatin thingies), coconut gel (YEEEAH!), and condensed sweetened milk.  Yummy yet overall healthy methinks.  Hmm ... I've regressed in my videogame addiction ... I still haven't completed FFVIII, and now I'm hooked on SC again ... bad, very bad.  Ah wellz, soon enough I've gotta start prepping for the PSAT, SAT, and review mi espanol.  Aight I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79085698?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79085698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79085698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79085698' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79044164</id><published>2002-07-16T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-16T21:57:21.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm oh yeah yesterday I FINALLY got around to working out again ... and surprisingly I wasn't totally out of shape.  I think I'm getting too used to the twenty lb dumbells so I think I'll buy a couple of 3 lbers so I can start doing 26 lb weights ... then I'll buy 5 lbers to make it 30 lbs, then I can just increment ... good stuff.  Hmm ... and I'm not getting any closer to the six pack ... argh!  It's too hard to eat extremely healthy, especially when my mom packs the fridge with junk food like TONS of ice cream for example.  NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!  Ice cream is my weakness man ... if there were no ice cream I'd have a six-pack by now ... damn.  I get my paycheck this Friday!!!!  Woohoo, I'mma be about 75 bucks to 100 bucks richer since i udnno how much the taxes will be ... this is only for the first week so that's why it's so little ... I believe that I'll treat my family to Wendy's or some shizzle and buy a new pair of white kicks w/ this cash.  When I get the next paycheck I'll bank in half of it and spend the rest on a couple of new shirts, shorts, and going out.  Then the last two paychecks I'll save half and the rest I'll keep for spending money during the school year ... I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79044164?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79044164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79044164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79044164' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-79041384</id><published>2002-07-16T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-16T20:29:46.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well what's up?  Today was a decent day ... Justin came today but he behaved himself most of the time.  Actually, I'd prefer to have him over some other kids who fight, diss each other out, curse, hit you, etc.  Hmm, today we went bowling and I did rather well once again ... I got a 121 so minus the handicap cuz I think I hit the rail a time or two ... it would be about a 112 or something like that.  Not bad ... at least I'm not stuck in the 60s anymore lol.  Aight so that's about it for the day ... peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-79041384?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79041384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/79041384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79041384' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78995594</id><published>2002-07-15T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-15T20:24:11.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's up?  Well, today was a pretty damn good day ... Justin was absent, so of course it was a good day!  I know, I know, it sounds mean, but it's the damn truth.  Today we got two new kids: Cory and DeShane (sp?).  These two behave themselves most of the time ... so overall it prolly isn't too bad.  But if all 8 kids come in ... I dunno how that'll go.  Actually it prolly wouldn't be too bad since Chui would take care of Justin and then I would handle the other 7 who aren't too bad most of the time.  Hmm, after the day was done I chilled at Chui's played cards (Sneasel kicks some ass man), and then I walked home.  I keep getting headaches nowadays ... no idea why tho ... maybe I should get more sleep and then see what happens.  If the dolores de cabeza disappear, then I don't need to see the doc.  lol Oh yeah ... today in the morning at sign in we had to get interviewed for some reason ... so I answer the questions like normal ... and then for a short term goal I said, "do well on the SATs, get into a good college, and get a girl."  Her reply?  "(laughs) I'll think I'll leave that last one out." lol Sometimes I crack myself up ... but I really should mack sometime soon so I can actually get a girl ... bueno idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78995594?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78995594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78995594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78995594' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78844326</id><published>2002-07-11T22:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-11T22:01:51.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah forgot one thing: I saw Minority Report today ... it was reeeeeally good.  I don't want to reveal the plot, but it doesn't end when you think it's going to end.  Let's leave it at that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78844326?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78844326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78844326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78844326' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78844153</id><published>2002-07-11T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-11T21:57:19.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup? Well today was a decent day ... we had five kids again: the first four and Edgar.  Today we went to the arcade joint and it had maaaaad old games ... things like Simpsons and Battletoads.  Even some of the controls were broken lol.  Then we went through the rest of the day ... oh yeah, and I've decided I'm going to make a Feralgator deck and dismantle my Haymaker.  One more thing before I go: I didn't get picked to work Fridays (prolly cuz I was absent once ... damn), so I'm free tomorrow for most of the day.  woohoo ... I need sleep lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78844153?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78844153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78844153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78844153' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78760121</id><published>2002-07-09T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-09T23:40:30.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aight, what's up?  Hmm, today was a pretty damn good day since Justin wasn't in.  That meant clear skies all the way since the others don't cause nearly as much trouble as Justin combined!  lol Today we only had 3 kids again: Tyreik, Alberto, and Michael.  Tyreik is definitely my favorite ... he gave me a neck rub for no reason today ... lol.  I need a gf to trade neckrubs with ... lol.  I've determined that sleep is the most beautiful action in the world ... even the most evil pieces of shiat can look humble and innocent in slumber.  Hmm, I believe also that my time so far in camp has helped me get over some of my ... I forget the word.  Ah well, lemme explain.  Before, I was a bit repelled by the thought of holding lil kids grubby hands, getting their weat all over me, them touching me (not in that way), me touching them (not in that way again), etc etc.  But now I really don't care about that sorta stuff ... the kids sleep on my shoulder, I hold their hands, their heads, sometimes I carry em around the pool, etc.  Groundbreaking stuff it is.  Another thing that I've realized that is prolly true ... sometime during the school year Mike Donovan said some stuff about knowing that a girl is going to be hot by the time she is 10.  I think that's possible ... as long as she keeps her face clean you prolly can tell which ones can grow up to be cuties since they're lil cuties.  Hmm, my bus is cool.  I got this other counselor on it, Dumas the driver, Scott a cool lil kid, some other people, and this 10-yr-old (I think) girl, Stephanie.  Damn you should see this girl in action ... she's prolly the biggest extrovert I've ever seen.  She knows everyone on the bus, she lays down the law when it needs to be laid down, she says hi and socializes with all the people she knows, she talks a lot ... prolly gets it all from her mom.  Hmm, what else do I have to write on this lil bloggo?  Eh not sure.  OH yeah!  Today I recovered my form in bowling baby!  AIght, 2 wks ago when I bowled w/ Rob and the crew I got something like a 47 and a 62.  REEEEEEEALLY sucky shit.  Then last week I sucked ass again, getting a 47 or something like that (prolly woulda got a bit higher since we had to stop at the 7th set or so).  Then this week we were able to run everything smoothly and get a whole game in ... and guess what score I got?  A 136!!!!!!!!!!!  Freaking crazy right?  No siree, even though the gutter guards were up, I hit em maybe only my first set, so take away about 6 points off  for the handicap.  Every other time I got some nice middle of the lane action since I learned that it's aim, not power, that counts the most.  Woohoo, I learned that from observing Keith.  I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78760121?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78760121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78760121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78760121' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78716482</id><published>2002-07-09T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-09T00:21:47.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup ... I finally got the chance to make a post again!  Aight, here's a brief runover of the past few days ... we camped over the weekend and we got to see two movies at a local drive-in theater: Mr. Deeds and Lilo &amp; Stitch.  Both pretty decent movies ... eh.  Then today I went back to work and we only had three kids ... we would've only had two if we didn't get a new kid, another Michael ... he's pretty cool but he's got his spouts of badness.  Today we went in the batting cage, which was pretty fun ... I even got a couple of decent swings ... and then after work I went over to Chui's place to chill where I played with my rebuilt Turbo Wiggly deck ... it's still fun to me ... I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78716482?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78716482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78716482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78716482' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78560300</id><published>2002-07-04T16:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-04T16:11:02.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well what’s up?  I was supposed to post last night but then my comp started acting up cuz it was too freaking hot ... it kept freezing cuz of overheating, which took me a while to figure out.  Aight so anyways yesterday was a pretty good day.  In the morning we played a bit of soccer and then watched a game show type thing that mimicked some stuff from Double Dare (eg. pies to the face, getting green gook all over you etc).  I participated in one event but the people I chose sucked so the guys lost that round.  Oh btw the new kid’s name does begin with an “E” ... it’s Edgar.  In the afternoon we went swimming and then the bus ride home was hilarious!  Aight, picture this ... a bus full of 16 5-12 yr olds and one 16 yr old counselor (me) belting full blast the chorus to Nelly’s “Hot in Here,” with all the “uh uhs” included.  Lol  If you don’t know the words, here’s  a lil sample:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s getting hot in here (SO HOT!)&lt;br /&gt;So take off all your clothes&lt;br /&gt;I am getting so hot&lt;br /&gt;I want to take my clothes off!&lt;br /&gt;With a lil bit of (uh uh)&lt;br /&gt;Etc etc&lt;br /&gt;LOL That shit was mad funny ... even the bus driver was laughing his ass off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My July 4 sucks ... today was spent getting a new AC for the living room and then getting all the shit together for the camping trip ... bleh.  Aight I’m out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78560300?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78560300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78560300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78560300' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78491651</id><published>2002-07-02T23:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-02T23:33:08.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I got a new kid today ... I forget his name though ... damn.  Starts w/ and "E" i think ... ah wellz he's a cool kid.  Prolly will be my favorite since he plays around just enough to not get on your nerves and he's not as hyper as all the other kids in my group.  Today we went bowling in the morning so that was good ... and now I'm damn tired from this longass day ... I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78491651?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78491651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78491651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78491651' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78444718</id><published>2002-07-01T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-01T22:39:26.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh lol ... Eben and Leo work at Botanical Gardens ... and all they gotta do is water plants and pull weeds out!  HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78444718?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78444718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78444718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78444718' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78444678</id><published>2002-07-01T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-01T22:38:24.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup ... today was my first day of work!  Woohoo!  I was so pumped up in the morning that I fell asleep on the bus and hit my head on this guy next to me lol.  Well anyways, I have a decent group ... here's a rundown:&lt;br /&gt;Tyriek - Cool kiddo, kinda quiet sometimes but he's at least patient w/ the other dude I'll get to soon enough&lt;br /&gt;Michael - Another nice kid, but he's got some strange phobia about sitting on his ass on the grass.  He always either has to stand or crouch ... kooky eh?&lt;br /&gt;Alberto - He's cool, but he needs to piss like freaking all the time&lt;br /&gt;Then come the mutha of all problem kiddos ... first lemme tell the story:&lt;br /&gt;Aight so I get to camp, we get another speech from Angel (who looks like the guy who betrays Neo in the Matrix), and then at about 9:30 or 10 we get our kids.  We introduce each other blah blah, and the fourth kid who I iddn't mention yet had this zoned out look on his face.  We asked his name and he said some shit I couldn't understand.  We told him to write it down and his writing was incomprehensible.  Then finally we asked him to spell his name and he gave us this name: Jhoikeiko and some weird last name I forget.  Well I've seen weird names before so I didn't question him ... a kid's gotta know his own name right?&lt;br /&gt;Then we chilled and then played some relay races.  Our team sucked because Jhoikeiko ran like a priss girl first of all, and second of all cuz he didn't follow the freaking rules in the first place.  Then we got some water and guess who came to visit us?  Jhoikeiko's mom!!!  She asked us if we had a Justin in our group and we said no, but  then she said there he is ... his real name was in fact &lt;b&gt;&lt;iJUSTIN WALKER&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!  It turned out he's a special ed kid and he is sorta dumb so we gotta be patient with him.  After that it was time for lunch and then pool time!  Woohoo!  It took a bit of a while to drive to the place though ... but anyways on the ride there it was so cute!  Michael slept on my shoulder and then later he and Alberto slept on each other's shoulders ... aaaah the innocence and beauty of youthful sleep.  Aight I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78444678?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78444678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78444678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78444678' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78399359</id><published>2002-06-30T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-30T22:07:39.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah.  And download Faye Wong's song, "Eyes on Me."  It's a videogame song, which usually suck, but damn this one's nice.  Very emotional and soothing ballad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78399359?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78399359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78399359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78399359' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78399328</id><published>2002-06-30T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-30T22:06:15.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well sup.  Today was a purty good day ... woke up about 10:40, ate brunch, went to mass.  There I saw Alex again, but she was far so I didn't get a chance to say sup ... she's got a niiice back ... nice 'n smooth.  hehe After mass I saw Chris and she was hot as usual ... we talked a bit ... the convo started off a bit weird cuz after we talked about Meg's sweet sixteen invitations it went sorta like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey did you have braces before?&lt;br /&gt;Her: Umm, (flashes the cute smile of hers) noooo ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: You didn't have braces?  So then why're you wearing retainers?&lt;br /&gt;Her: I'm not wearing retainers! (smile mmm)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you sure?  I see retainers ...&lt;br /&gt;Her: (laughs) no retainers ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: So those are your real teeth!?&lt;br /&gt;Her: Yeaah!!! (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh.  (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then we talked about some summer shizzle, jobs, summer school, being broke, etc. &amp; then cheek kissed bye.  I wouldn't rate this on approach shit cuz she's an old old old friend from waaaaaay back in kindergarten.  We should chill sometime though ... introduce me to her posse ... hehe&lt;br /&gt;After that I ate at Mickey Ds cuz still tengo hambre, and then the Chua bros, Rob and his bro, and I went to play bowling.  OOOh shit I sucked major ass today ... damn that sucked major ass.  But then at the end I started getting my shit together so that was fine ... next time I'll kick ass again.  Bowling is too damn expensive too ... 6 bucks per game on weekends and 3 bucks to lend the pair of shoes.  What bizzatches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I chilled at Chui's joint a while, playing Chinese poker and Uno til I bounced.  I went home, played a lil FFVIII, ate, played some more, and then my family went out for a lil relaxing stroll around the neighborhood.  My sis and I caught fireflies, I practiced my dribble too, and then we went back home and here I am.  I'm outties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78399328?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78399328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78399328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78399328' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78369806</id><published>2002-06-29T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-29T23:29:15.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aight, well now I finally finished getting the commentary system in place.  Aight, you're prolly wondering why I havne't been keeping my page up to date for the past few days ... well that's cuz of a variety of reasons.  Lemme just review the past few days and you'll know what I'm talking about.  Hmm last day I wrote something was monday ... since then Chui got me hooked on videogames again ... or in particular ... Final Fantasy VIII.  If you must play one videogame in your life, try to make it this one.  Very cool game so far ... great storyline, interesting characters, better than PSO by far.  I've been playing it whenever I've been home and had free time for the past few days.  So Thurs and Fri I go for my orientations at the camp ... Thurs was cool, met some new people.  I had a total of 2 cute girls in our group (the 7-9 age range), while the older group had all the hotties.  Ah wellz, there's more competition I think from the guys in the older group so I'm fine where I stand.  Thurs passed fine, one funny part was when a group of us were going to 7-11 for a quick break and on the ride back this girl was sitting next to me with her newly bought pepsi.  She kept on trying to open the damn can but failed cuz she didn't want to break her newly done nails.  LOL After a few moments of seeing her pitifully failing to open the can, I helped her out and opened it for her.  Later on in the trip back, we hit a bump and some of it spilled over her.  lol Next day, blah blah same shit and then afterwards we got to ball.  I did ok, but this one kid, Kobe, is maad nice.  he got the hops man.  Then today I balled in the morning ... did pretty well throughout the day.  The last game was my best though ... I had a bit of the feeling of taking over the game in some spurts.  I think I got about 6 or 8 points in that game alone ... woohoo.  I'll just work on my game a lil bit and then it's over.  Aight I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78369806?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78369806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78369806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78369806' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78369406</id><published>2002-06-29T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-29T23:14:28.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Third try&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78369406?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78369406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78369406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78369406' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78369200</id><published>2002-06-29T23:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-29T23:05:55.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Second test of the comment thingiemabob-o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78369200?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78369200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78369200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78369200' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78369139</id><published>2002-06-29T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-29T23:03:37.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testing the comment thingie thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78369139?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78369139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78369139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78369139' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78130405</id><published>2002-06-24T09:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-24T09:19:47.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.  I really should get to sleep earlier now ... cuz it's going to be FUCKING hell next week when I'm going to have to wake up at 6 or 5:30 or something early like that.  Last night I slept at 1 ... argh.  I hate when I do shit like that.  Ah wellz, it summer, at least I still got 8 hours of sleep.  Oh yeah, what do you think of me w/o glasses?  I use glasses now only when I'm playing videogames at Chui's place, sometimes when I'm playing ball, prolly when I play pool, and when macking so I can see the chick's face for better eye contact (since I can see her eyes better).  But I'm thinking glasses puts a lil block b/w people y'know ... it's better to have eye contact w/o glasses but I can't do that cuz it's a bit too blurry and I can't see the girl in crystal clear detail.  Hmm, yeah so tell me how I look w/o glasses aight peoples?  My sister says I don't look great without glasses but she says that's prolly just used to me with glasses so much.  Oh and one more thing ... I'm reverting back to the prep look since I'm going to get a haircut today or tomorrow.  Then two or three weeks after that when my hair grows out again, bang, here comes the mussed up look again.  I'm out ... what should I do today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78130405?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78130405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78130405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78130405' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78118166</id><published>2002-06-23T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-23T23:59:52.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As for my day ... aight I woke up yadda yadda.  Then today was Mrs. Espinosa's farewell mass thing so I attended that and the after-party.  Yadda yadda, etc etc.  There, I talk to this Mrs. Lee about her son planning to go to Regis, etc, and I also fulfrill my approach quota for the day by approaching Joana.  Oh, it was horrible.  &lt;br /&gt;Scenario: St. Michael's Gym but with like 5 or 6 other people around the chosen approach girl.  I took a seat one seat away from her since this girl was b/w Joana and me.  Time for the humility to flow ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick’s Name: Joana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before You Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact: 0.0 - None whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact: .5 - Very minimal eye contact since we were a bit far from each other I'd say&lt;br /&gt;Clarity &amp; Posture: 3.0 - I was clear but spoke fast sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Kino: 0.0 - Didn't touch her at all.  Horrible&lt;br /&gt;Humor: 0.0 - Didn't get to laugh together about anything&lt;br /&gt;Closing: .5 - Said goodbye, smiled, and that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: That makes for a grand total of ... 4.0!!!  YEAAAAH! lol That sucked big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really out of approaching practice cuz damn just look at my score.  You shoulda seen me before teh approach ... I literally felt sick to my stomach, almost like I was about to hurl chunks.  lol I got through it though ... it wasn't like it was life-killing or anything.  I'm glad I did that, at least I reestablished convo with the gal so next tiem I could talk more freely when there are less freaking people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I helped Chui and his parents bring their new AC to their house, and then we played some NBA 2k2 (the chua bros and I, not heir parents lol).  Chui and I kicked ass today w/ the nets ... and Kobe is too freaking good in that game.  After that I went home, and here I am.  Woohoo.  OH yeah, one more thing ... there's this kook who's bothering me ... just im'ed me outta the blue and didn't want to tlel me his/her name.  Ah fuck it, some kook trying to mess w/ my mind.  I'm out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78118166?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78118166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78118166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78118166' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78117431</id><published>2002-06-23T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-23T23:39:36.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>F! THIS SHIT!  Aight I'll just put a link to the quasi-page that contains the three pix.  I call it a quasi page cuz it's not really much more than the three pix I put on it.  In fact it IS nothing more than the three pics i put on it.  The original purpose of the page was for me to link to the links in them, but that didn't work.  Plain BS man ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78117431?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78117431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78117431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78117431' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78117323</id><published>2002-06-23T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-23T23:36:38.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAH crap.  When I finally was able to upload all my pix to my other page, thye can't show up on the side of my blog as I wanted them to.  Eh.  Aight so I'll post em here before my daily review:&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/aznbreakerjrey/mesmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/aznbreakerjrey/babyfreeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/aznbreakerjrey/freeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78117323?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78117323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78117323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78117323' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78080518</id><published>2002-06-22T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-22T21:32:40.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup ... lol you had to be here.  Aight, so after dinner my dad and I went and bought an air circulator for the living room.  He went to fix the lock on the side door while my assignment was to assemble the fan.  I thought, "Oh this shit is going to take two seconds."  Boy was I wrong!  lol Aight, so I check all the stuff, etc.  And then the instructions say to take out 5 nuts and screws, and there were 8 so I just took out the 4 middle screws and one outside nut.  then when I tried to attach the upper extension part it wouldn't go so I thought, "Damn instructions, I have to take out all of the nuts and screws.  So I took out all of em and after the last one was released I heard a thud.  I look under the base and there I see a heavy weight and a metal thing.  Ah shit I broke the damn thing.  Then I spent the next 20 some odd minutes aligning the damn holes for the nuts to be reattached, and then my sister points out to me that the instructions said to remove the 5 &lt;b&gt;OUTER&lt;/b&gt; ones.  It was a misprint .... ARGH!  So I finally get the nuts in, attach the tops, and then fix up the fan.  I'm about to start it up but then I realize the tops part is wiggling around.  ARGH!  Finally my dad finishes up with the lock and tightens the nuts on the fan, so there we go.  That was my humbling first experience as a handyman.  lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78080518?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78080518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78080518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78080518' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78072948</id><published>2002-06-22T16:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-22T16:22:27.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup.  Well this sucks ... I bought some more $1 batteries and this time around they didn't last 60 seconds in the digital camera.  Argh.  I'll call up my mom to see if she can buy me a couple.  Hmm, well today was a really good day.  Let's see ... I woke up kinda late, but ah wellz.  After getting ready, I went to play ball and bang it felt good today.  I felt spurts of taking over the game at times but I'm not at that level yet.  In addition my jumper was pretty damn consistent today ...yeah!  I was prolly shooting 60 or 50% from the field on jumpers, but my driving needs work again.  I used to be the man at driving ... now I'm a bit hesitant.  I'll work on it.  After that I chilled at Leo's place for a while ... then ate lunch at Tapioca.  Oh man, I ordered medium spicy chicken, and oh man.  I wasn't prepared for that shit.  I thought I could handle medium since medium spicy cuttle fish balls are ok, but damn man.  That chicken KILLED me.  I was literally tearing because it was so hot.  lol However, I'm not going to say it wasn't good, it was good, but just too damn spicy.  lol I'm such a buh-he at times.  Hmm and I didn't feel like approaching today since it's too damn hot and also I had too much with me.  But man, tomorrow I'm going to have a whole freaking ton of time to kill until Leo's b-day party so I'm definitely going to go out and mack.  No way I'm going to stay cooped up for 7 hours man, I wanna talk to some girls.  I dunno, what should my aim be ... befriending girls or macking?  Well I guess I could befriend em to increase my web of connections, but I want some ass.  Hmmm, yeah it's macking, definitely macking.  I just thought something up ... where the hell did the term macking come from???  It's such a strange word ... I dunno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78072948?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78072948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78072948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78072948' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78051686</id><published>2002-06-21T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-21T23:30:35.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man ... I checked my dodawavemon e-mail account and oh shit I had 340 e-mails!  lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78051686?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78051686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78051686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78051686' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78050937</id><published>2002-06-21T23:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-21T23:07:04.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aight sup.  Tomorrow I'mma get the pics up definitely ... cuz today I was taking the pix but the digital camera sucks the life outta batteries like nuttin.  The damn thing was on maybe 20 minutes max and it went dead.  Maybe I shouldn't buy the one dollar batteries then ... I dunno.  But I've got some nice pix taken of myself in a freeze or two ... hmm and tomorrow I've gotta get an approach or two in to challenge my approach hi-score.  I think that one will be pretty easy to beat, cuz I mean a freaking 11.5 is pretty damn low.  Aight I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78050937?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78050937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78050937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78050937' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78022826</id><published>2002-06-21T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-21T09:00:32.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aight as you can see on the left, I have added shit.  I've added some b-boying info, and I've also added my present hi-score in approaches.  Now I've just gotta buy some batteries so I can upload some pics of myself with my digital camera.  Aight ... oh yeah.  Lemme talk about yesterday.  So we went to the place for the orientation, and there were quite a few cuties there.  That girl i saw from last time who I thought was cute was there again ... I didn't talk to her this time but whatever.  I wanted to, but then later Chui said she's older than I was.  I thought she was 17, 18 max.  Very cute girl.  Aight ... oh yeah so they gave us some lecture shit about our paychecks yadda yadda this is a privilege yadda yadda.  Then the director, Anna Lopez, talked.  LOL That shit was hilarious cuz she was mean one second, then angry the next, all the while you couldn't understand one freaking word she was saying cuz of her really strong accent.  Next guy up was the camp representative, who gave a lil speech about what the camp does, etc.  And here's a lil list of the variety of activities along w/ some of my comment about them:&lt;br /&gt;Sports - well there better be some sports if it's a summer day camp dammit&lt;br /&gt;Swimming - Woohoo, hopefully I have some cute female coworkers&lt;br /&gt;Arts &amp; Crafts - eh, I'm not the artsy fartsy type y'know&lt;br /&gt;Indoor Gym - Two words come to mind: Indoor Basketball&lt;br /&gt;Bowling each week - Aw hell yeah, I'm going to become a bowling fiend&lt;br /&gt;Circus -  Clowns scare meee ... lol j/p&lt;br /&gt;Magic - If I can learn a trick or two that'll be the shit&lt;br /&gt;Carnivals - Fun&lt;br /&gt;Trips - Nice&lt;br /&gt;Weekly First-Run Movies -  AAAAAAAWWW HELL YEEEEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Video Games - Woohoo&lt;br /&gt;Double Dare Game Show - One thought: Chui getting gakked.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;Tremendous Special Events -  Oooooook&lt;br /&gt;Wild &amp; Wacky Game Show - Huh!?&lt;br /&gt;Music - YEEEAH!&lt;br /&gt;Dance - Aww yeah!  Time to break out baby!&lt;br /&gt;Small Groups - I'm going to have to take care of a group of tykes.  Ah wellz, as long as they're not whiny-ass pricks.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch - Noooooo, really!?&lt;br /&gt;Snack - eh&lt;br /&gt;Free T-shirt -  with a print of the summer camp's name blasted right across the front and back ... no thank you. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight so that's what the flyer says.  I have orientation both thurs and fri next week ... so hopefully this summer job experience will be hella fun.  I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78022826?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78022826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78022826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78022826' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78008308</id><published>2002-06-20T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-20T23:19:36.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah crap I just went on an erasing spree since I thought someone was going to read this blog.  lol Anyways, I'm ok now.  NOw I know not to even think of hooking up w/ friends.  It'll cause too much disruption.  Aight, so heregoes.  blah blah, I'm tired right now ... hmm I'm going to be working at Creative Day Camp which sounds pretty fun.  I'll elaborate tomorrow on it ... I'm fucking tired cuz of this chatroom I'm in w/ Irrish, Erika, Eben, and Chui.  It's pretty dumb.  It's utter stupidity makes my head hurt.  I'm getting sleepy right now b/c of it's utter shitty immaturity.  And it's kinda pathetic how Irrish believes that people actually like when she starts dissing them out.  For no freaking reason.  And she also mistakenly believes that she's mature.  I don't know but I'd say she not.  But I'm not hating on anyone ... she just got me fucking pissed.  Then the girls talked about all these shitty prissy things ... like nails, getting waxed, aw fuck my IQ prolly got lowered like ten points from this utter waste of time.  Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78008308?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78008308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78008308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78008308' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-78006430</id><published>2002-06-20T22:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-20T22:35:11.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aight and in case you're confused, I'll make an example of my rating system.  Hmm, when was the last time I ... aight I'll rate my convo with Erika since she was the last girl I talked to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick’s Name: Erika&lt;br /&gt;Before You Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact: 4.0; b/c I didn't recognize her in her uniform and she's the one who approached me to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact: 3.5; b/c I didn't keep as much eye contact as I should have&lt;br /&gt;Clarity &amp; Posture: 5.0; I don't think I stuttered at all, but the convo at times was a bit dry&lt;br /&gt;Kino: 2.0; Hugs, bout it.  I should have stroked her hair a bit when I mentioned her hair.&lt;br /&gt;Humor: 1.0; I said nothing funny, but we did laugh over some stuff&lt;br /&gt;Closing: 0.0; We hugged again, but I didn't ask to chill.  Horrible close, never leave shit for next time cuz you don't know if there will be a next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 11.5/36.0; Ewwww.  Bad bad score.  I can improve though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-78006430?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78006430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/78006430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78006430' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-77976618</id><published>2002-06-20T08:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-20T08:43:51.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh hey.  I'm going to take out smile from before you approach and add in closing to during approach.  Cuz if I smile I get an automatic 6.0 so that's not really a good scale topic.  Hmm well today my plan is follows: help my dad with some stuff in the backyard (he's starting to build a deck, he's a handyman like that), pick up my sis, eat, then go to the orientation for my job.  I got the rejection letter from the other job yesterday so there's nothing to worry about.  Aight I'm out peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-77976618?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/77976618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/77976618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77976618' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-77961053</id><published>2002-06-19T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-19T22:30:25.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today was a good day.  Let's see here ... tonight we ate at Wendy's cuz my mom came home a bit late.  After dinner, we drove home and then my dad dusted off the old bikes and we pumped up the wheels, cleaned the bikes up and I was able to ride around the neighborhood for the first time in a long while.  Ahhh, it's refreshing ... nighttime, 9 o'clock, riding through the cool air ... ahhh.  Hmm, and oh yeah, I've decided to make my approaches as scientific as possible.  Meaning I'm going to depend on one basic approach.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, where you headed?"&lt;br /&gt;blah blah&lt;br /&gt;"(some response, hopefully humorous)"&lt;br /&gt;blah blah&lt;br /&gt;"Hey I didn't get your name ... "&lt;br /&gt;says her name&lt;br /&gt;"Hi (name), I'm John. (handshake for some mild kino)"&lt;br /&gt;blah blah&lt;br /&gt;"Okay (name), it's been nice talking to you but I've gotta get going.  Let me get your number ... so we can talk again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang there you go.  Sometimes I'll add in some comment/question about something their wearing if it's really funky or unique.  Oh, and after pretty decent approaches I'm going to start using index cards that I've made.  This is bascially what they say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick’s Name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before You Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact:&lt;br /&gt;Smile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Approach&lt;br /&gt;Eye Contact:&lt;br /&gt;Clarity &amp; Posture:&lt;br /&gt;Kino:&lt;br /&gt;Humor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do is grade myself from 0.0 to 6.0 Olympic style for a max total of 36.  This way, when I approach I can figure out what my weaknesses are, etc.  And when I have successful pickups I can even write notes about the girl on the back of the index card.  Kickass eh?  Aight I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3101587-77961053?l=jrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/77961053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3101587/posts/default/77961053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrey.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77961053' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290601504787045412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101587.post-77945761</id><published>2002-06-19T15:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-20T22:19:17.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I've decided I'm going to keep the mussed up look.  Now I wonder how I'll maintain it ... perhaps I'll take a pic of myself and then I can bring it to the barber so she can determine the appropriate length for my hair to be fashioned that way.  Y'know, thinking about how I was 6 months ago ... oh man.  I'm really happy with myself.  I'm not down about my love life, my muscles are getting nice, I have manly breasts (lol), if I work at it I can obtain a six-pack, and same goes for getting a girl.  And now I don't look to deeply into things .. for example, if I talked to a girl and she gave me some nonverbal signs, I'd be like ... oh man, what should I do?  Does she like me?  blah blah blah.  Enough of that BS.  Don't think man, just act in love matters.  Thinking makes you an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to my day.  Woke up, and I felt maaaaaad tired.  I'm still sore from my workout yesterday.  My biceps, triceps, chest, shoulders, and abs are killing me.  I attend Jenny's Aquinas Project presentation on slavery, but I'm five minutes late so I miss Jenny's poem.  Ah wellz.  After that everything was still closed so I coulnd't play pool ... argh.  So I just chill, pick up my sis, eat lunch, cill at Chui's joint, and bang here I am.  I'm still tired.  Tomorrow I'll talk to some of the girls from the program so perhaps I can get a number or two if I see someone cute.  Oh yeah, and that merengue video thing ... oh man it's mad hard.  They literally go from introducing a new move one second to doing fancy shit all over the place.  I'll try a bit of it tomorrow morning though.  I gotta get to bed early tonight cuz I'm pretty tired.  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